Woke up to my friend raving over how great the rooftop spice rub was. She didn't mention that the man doing it also tried to touch her breasts. So when I went up for breakfast and he offered me a spice rub I accepted. I regret it. He touched my breasts after I'd asked him not to and pushed me past the point of comfort and further. I wish I had switched hotels that day, and regret making the choice to stay there. Young ladies, be warned. The spice rub is not part of the package, I felt so dumb and naïve afterward. Finally, after describing what happened to a couple friends did I realize I'd been taken advantage of. It could have been much worse, but I never want another young woman to have to deal with what I dealt with.
Everything else, however pleasant, paled in this light.